'Hormones and Homework and Adorable Boys';
written by Rinna.
chapter two;
"Hey, Tart."
"Yeah yeah, hi, Kish. I seen you last month. But where's Pai?" the brunette asked impatiently. "I haven't seen him in forever, the jerk."
Kisshu shrugged. "I d'no. Retasu saw 'im. Where'd you say he was, Retty?"
"U-Um, there's a good chance that Pai-kun's still at the library," Retasu said softly.
"Ne, Retasu, don't be shy. 'Sawright. This is my cousin, Raiden Taruto. Oi, Tart, say hi. Midorikawa Retasu," said Kisshu, pointing at Retasu with his thumb.
Taruto gave a little two-fingered wave, though he wasn't fully looking at Retasu.
He was looking at Ichigo.
"Ne, Kish, who's the hag?"
Retasu looked shocked.
Pudding bit her lip, half almost-angry, half extremely amused.
Kisshu scowled at his cousin.
And Ichigo was sporting an angry blush and a furious expression. "E-Excuse me?!" she sputtered. "Why you... a little kid like you has no right to talk, brat!"
Now it was Taruto's turn to look shocked. "A... a kid?" Surprise turned to anger. "H-Hey! You... You can't call me that, you old bat!"
Ichigo let out a small but furious-sounding shriek.
Someone probably would've gotten hurt right about then, if it weren't for a calm, deep male voice that sounded slightly scolding. "Taruto... what have I told you about insulting those whom you've only just met?"
Taruto turned, a hopeful look on his face, to see an older boy with greyish-lavender hair.
"Pai!" he cried excitedly. "How've you been? Where were you? Who's all these people? Kish hasn't told me who they all are," he said. Ichigo arched an eyebrow. Taruto... that little brat spoke sweetly, as if he were nothing more than an innocent child! Kisshu grinned and leaned over to whisper in Ichigo's ear.
"Tart's really attached to Pai," he said softly, trying not to laugh. "He's always tryin' to make 'imself look good in front of 'im." Ichigo rolled her eyes.
"A-Ah, Pai-kun... Kisshu-san has introduced Taruto-san and I..." Retasu mumbled shyly in Kisshu's defense, blushing as she ducked her head. Kisshu grinned again, throwing an arm around Retasu's shoulders playfully.
"Yeah! I introduced him 'n Retty!" He scowled at Taruto. "Tattletale." (Taruto stuck his tongue out.)
"Do not call her that," Pai said with a half growl(he didn't like the nickname 'Retty'). "You will address her politely, Kisshu." Kisshu grimaced and quickly removed his arm. "Midorikawa Retasu-san, as you know," Pai continued gesturing towards her. "And here we've also Fon Purin-san-"
"That's me, na no da!!"
"-and Momomiya Ichigo-san." Ichigo narrowed her eyes at Taruto.
"Or," said Kisshu, "they're also called Retty," -Pai growled again- "Pudding, and Koneko-chan. Well, by me. Actually, most people call her Pudding, but Koneko-chan is mine."
"You're his girlfriend?" Taruto asked Ichigo, grimacing.
"God, no," she said, wrinkling her nose. "I'm Aoyama-kun's girlfriend. Who, by the way, I should go join." She sighed happily and got up to leave.
"Bye bye, Ichigo-oneechan, na no da!"
"See you later, Ichigo-san..."
"Until next time, koneko-chan!"
"Ne, Kish, why do you call her koneko-chan? She's not cute or nothin'," Taruto said, once Ichigo was out of earshot.
Kish scowled at him again.
"Kisshu-oniichan thinks Ichigo-oneechan is a total sex kitten, na no da!" Pudding said loudly, raising a hand and giggling.
Taruto stared at her(along with a few of the surrounding kids in the cafeteria).
Retasu blinked twice, blushing slightly.
Pai looked disgusted.
Kisshu was grinning proudly. "Well, wouldja look at 'er? Those sparkling, chocolately eyes, that adorable figure, her dark red hair..."
"Yeah, 'm surprised it ain't grey yet," Taruto mumbled.
"Shut up, Midge," Kisshu snapped, shooting Taruto a dark look. Taruto just rolled his eyes and blew a raspberry.
"So," the short boy drawled after a moment(Pudding was still giggling), dropping himself into a seat at the table. "What do you guys do?"
Retasu blinked. "...Do?" she asked uncertainly.
Taruto scowled at her. "Duh," he snapped.
"Taruto-kun is rather testy, na no da!" Pudding laughed, raising her eyebrows.
"Shut up, you," he said, as if he were talking to a loud toddler. "I mean, what do you guys do for fun?"
"Pudding performs, na no da!" Pudding cried excitedly. She leapt onto the table, spinning cafeteria plates as a display of her talent.
Taruto blinked. "Is she, uh, always like that?" he whispered to Kisshu.
Kisshu shrugged. "Y'get used to it. The teachers don't even try an' stop her plate act anymore, as long as she doesn't break nothin'."
An inevitable crash, of course. Kisshu cringed. Pai closed his eyes, breathing out slowly. Taruto cocked an eyebrow.
"Ow, that hurt Pudding's face, na no da!"
"P-Purin-san, are you okay...?"
"Waaaaii, it's still falling, no da! Retasu-oneechan, help-"
"Kyaaaa!"
"No, no, catch it, na no da!"
"Senseiii!"
"Wh-What is this?! Fon-san!!"
"Pudding is sorry, Sensei! Just help, na no da!"
"You'll have detention for the rest of your life, Fon-san, I swear it!!"
Kisshu sniggered a bit, and Taruto exhaled through his teeth, eyebrows still raised.
"You hang out with some really weird people, Kish," he said, shaking his head.
"Foolish," Pai muttered.
"I have awesome friends," said Kisshu, slightly defensively.
More crashes/threats/screams could be heard. Kisshu flinched.
"...Kinda."
"Pudding will be sore for a week, no da," the blonde girl whined. "It's all Kish's fault!"
"Wh-what? No way! You blamed the whole Yuebin thing on me, but you're not pullin' this one, squirt!" He poked the back of her head with a pencil; he sat behind her in history class, which Retasu and Minto(who'd yet to be seen, she wasn't at lunch) and now Taruto also had that period.
"If Kish hadn't made Pudding show off for Taruto-kun, Pudding would be fine, na no da..."
Taruto rolled his eyes. He'd taken a seat next to his cousin, and know they were waiting for the teacher to come in and start class. "What're we doing in this stupid class, anyway?" Taruto said, not caring if he interrupted the two. He was- well, to put it simply, he was nearly a genious when it came to things like history. Photographic memory, he'd been told. Good for retaining information. So they'd moved him up a grade.
"This Pudding does not remember," Pudding said with exaggerated misery. "Awful memory, no da..."
"Well," Taruto smirked. ""S not the case over here." Kisshu rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, you got one swelled head, kid," he said. He turned to Pudding. "He thinks he's awesome 'cause they skipped him through fifth grade for remembering some war. They always teach you the same stuff that year, anyway. He's just lucky he's okay in everything else."
Pudding giggled. Taruto scowled.
"Shuddup, Kish. At least I'm good in something."
"I'm getting a B in Literature," Kisshu said grandly. "What've you got? B-, C? Ha!"
"You lie," said Taruto suspiciously. "You never got more than a C yourself." Kisshu jerked a thumb in a smugly grinning Pudding's direction.
"Pudding was skipped up too, no da. They said something... about writing and reading well... don't really remember, but teachers seem to like it!" the blonde said happily.
"Tart can't write for nothin'," Kisshu whispered conspirationally(and loudly). "There was a conference... yes, Shotokeki-obasan was crying..."
"Aw, shuddup!" Taruto whapped Kisshu in the back of the head and Pudding giggled. "You too, kid! I bet you're gettin' bad grades too!"
Pudding giggled again. "Taruto-kun is not very much older than Pudding... besides, Pudding's got a C+ in history, thanks to her Retasu-oneechan, na no da. Retasu-oneechan's the best, no da!"
Retasu blushed. "I-It's nothing, Purin-san, I don't mind..." she said.
"Retasu's really modest and shy, you know. It's kind of adorable, isn't it?" continued Kisshu, still using his gossipy whisper.
"Pai-oniisan would hurt you, Kish, no da," Pudding said lightly. She grinned.
"Which is why he's not here," Kisshu replied, just as cheerful.
Taruto narrowed his eyes as the two continued to talk, Retasu occasionally speaking as well.
'Pai-oniisan, huh? Who does that kid think she is?' he thought, slightly angry(jealous). 'Pai wouldn't be bothered with her... I haven't even called him nii-san in forever...' He scoffed audibly at the thought.
Kisshu, Pudding, and Retasu looked at him. "'Samatter, Taruto-kun?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, and looked away.
Not before Pudding caught his eye, however, and in the split-second of a glance, her eyes were so kind and happy that he almost wanted to be her friend- but he remembered her little voice saying, 'Pai-oniisan,' and gave her a frightening glare. She grinned in response and turned back to Kisshu, flicking his nose when he called her small.
Taruto slumped in his seat. He really hated this Pudding kid.
A Note from The Rin:
Yes, I know what you're thinking. 'Rinna, you kept us waiting for that?! Dude, you suck! You fail at life! We hate you!'
D:
...I was sick. Deathly ill! Hospitalized for weeks! In dire need of an organ transplant(or something)!
Not really.
I had a real bad cold(flu?) thing. But it's hard to write when you're coughing up a lung. ;; Forgive me? Please?
So this chapter kind of sucked. I'm sorry. I rushed it. There's even a few typos. Like in the first chapter. Which I might go edit. But still. This chapter. (I promised Sahara-imoutochan I'd have it out by today. Don't worry, I'm doing my sentences, too! They'll be out soon as well!) But. But! Next chapter, you'll find out why the hell Zakuro and Minto weren't at lunch, whatever happened to Yuebin, and how much Taruto really hates Pudding. (Ha ha, yeah.) And I won't even lag this time, because I'm not sick!
'Shotokeki-obasan' is Taruto's mom. It means Shortcake. Hurrah. If you haven't read 'As a Brother'(my God, I just plugged myself), I'll just post all the alien's parents names after a while. Yay!
...I've noticed something. I've been listening to sad songs while writing this. Odd, since it's actually kinda humorous... But then again, I've also been listening to my 'Purin no CD, na no da' tracks, and those songs are plenty happy... ((hums Koi wa a la Mode, which I've finally learned to sing)) Ha!
'Kay. Anyway. Mew-Sahara(my imouto-chan) is the most awesome person ever, because she's awesome. Guess what she did for me? Guess! ...Okay, I'll tell you. 'Member my sentence drabbles? You know, the one's I'm totally working on? She wrote ficlets about them! They're so great... way cute, better than what I wrote. Go read them. Not just because they spawned from my ideas, either. They are SO cutely done!
Right.
Dated: 5/01/07, 8:40 PM. Current obsession: Yu-Gi-Oh: The Abridged Series. You know what? I don't care if you don't like Yu-Gi-Oh. Go watch the Abridged Series. It's so awesome...